Short Elms Poems
Short Elms Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Elms by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Elms by length and keyword.
The bedazzling sun
envades the saffron valley
as fog protects elms.
Entered in Raul Moreno's contest,
" Nature's Breath "
Categories:
elms, nature, seasons
Form:
Haiku
a rope between trees
hanging down in a U shape
a rolled carpet seat:
my swing in my gran’s garden
where I’d sit shaded by elms
Categories:
elms, childhood
Form:
Tanka
October spirit train has arrived
plowing through the German forest
steam hissing and spitting
terrified oaks and elms genuflect
Categories:
elms, spiritual,
Form:
Imagism
Tassels of flakes studded in pearl
Drape the lane where ice-capped elms unfurl.
Andrea Dietrich's Frozen In Crystalline Contest
11/23/2014
Categories:
elms, tree, winter,
Form:
Crystalline
Categories:
elms, animal, autumn, color, tree,
Form:
Dodoitsu
Like dancers,
the elms lift their arms
skyward.
The oaks clutch the air
with gnarled fingers,
bony branches
etched into the pastel evening.
It is time
to step forward,
uncloaked,
my naked shadow
dancing
on the canvas of the world.
1/22/2017
Categories:
elms, courage, nature, tree,
Form:
Free verse
she brought light to the forest
it arrived in pops of turquoise, pinks and oranges
excited oaks, elms, and firs glowed with excitement
she was the ultimate orb, sent from heaven,
to give hope to those who had been sacrificed and buried here
their souls leapt with joy when she arrived
Categories:
elms, spiritual, tree,
Form:
Free verse
Old Elms in the Snow
It snows this day
upon Your work.
The elms seem sad,
their bark wrinkled fingers
aimlessly appoint.
Piped in ermine, winter
ballerina limbs
take permanent position,
frozen supplicant or
petrified pirouette.
Winter grows still
my God.
Kathryn M. Collins
Categories:
elms, tree,
Form:
Verse
Month Ten ushers in a lustrous mystique
Where the blooming of hues unfold at last
As October lacquers tall elms quite sleek
An autumn’s radiant view unsurpassed
By other cycles, their tints paling fast.
10/18/2020
Autumn Poetry Contest of Francine Roberts
Categories:
elms, autumn, blessing,
Form:
Quintain (English)
Not like stately elms
do town children line up
nor like gnarled oaks
More like weeping willows
as they yearn for the
elusive health
of their county cousins
or the sullen slang
of city slickers
September 08, 2019
Town Children Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Julia Ward
Categories:
elms, children, desire,
Form:
Imagism
Sizzling tree woman
stomping through the forest
putting roots down hard
shaking up the elms and the oaks
Sizzling tree woman
making your presence felt
stirring up the forest
frightening the deer
Sizzling tree woman, I fear you.
Do you have a sister?
I know a brazen mulberry who needs taming.
Categories:
elms, women,
Form:
Free verse
Blooms bountiful on laughter lane
Purple peonies after raging rain
May melodies, sunshine songs
in emerald elms and garden green
A waking world, scents swirled
Saffron spring, scarlet ruby rose ~
Creamy clouds roam restlessly, slow.
Written on 5/6/2023
For: Alliterisen Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Joseph May
Categories:
elms, beautiful, color, flower, nature, spring, world,
Form:
Verse
birds on trees resting
still across it's cooling path
coldest breeze somber
~
frigid flows the gust
naked are the elms and birch
leaves barren not grow
~
never now not grown
in greenery leaves showing
resting birds on trees
4/15/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.2022©
Categories:
elms, analogy, bird, tree,
Form:
Haiku
Golden Carpet
By David J Walker
The first yellow leaves
of the Elms
In the park fall
As the dawning
Of the equinox arrives in a
Morning of a
Golden Carpet
Covering sidewalks and streets
The 9 o’clock sun
Struggled to warm
the chilled breeze
Seasons greet us
Gracefully changing
The landscape
Categories:
elms, allegory,
Form:
Free verse
Golden threads finger through the fog
To whisper at frosted boughs
For dawn is yawning at quilted trees
Where sunlight doth tap the pane of silent glass
Reflecting the blaze burning bright
Through misty Elms denuded
Of shame through natures stark humility
Poet Destroyer’s contest: Autumn Day
11 September 2014
Categories:
elms, autumn, morning,
Form:
Free verse
when my mind is overwhelmed with worldly
cares I take an imaginary journey to the sanctuary
of serenity which provides a welcome retreat
as I follow the path to that special place within
my mind in which operatic birds serenade me with
their arias of happiness and where graceful elms
provide the cool shade from the afternoon sun
Categories:
elms, fantasy,
Form:
Free verse
Deer Elk Princess was a flower in the woods
With her turquoise dresses, she flashed beauty
The hickory and elms thought she was too jazzy
But the oaks felt her mystical essence
They knew the deer would be attracted to her
Her gorgeousness did not deter them
For deer are empathetic, sensitive creatures
Like the demure, dainty, delightful Deer Elk Princess
Categories:
elms, fantasy,
Form:
Free verse
fierce and restless winds
howl throughout the silent dawn
rouses sleeping plants
~*~
Note: Observing the limbs of huge oaks and elms, like miniature plants shake and
sway in high winds these past couple of days while experiencing 72 degree
weather, delivered this message so loud, I just couldn't resist writing about it
Categories:
elms, nature
Form:
Haiku
the ebony unicorn pranced into butterfly meadow with happy feet
clip clopping in a gorgeous way, her curly hair flowing in the wind
the butterflies surrounded her, glad to see the prophecy was true
fey came out of the woods to get a closer look- brownies and elves
the faeries arrived in seconds, and made a big deal about her
she left as abruptly as she had entered, enchanting even the elms
Categories:
elms, fantasy,
Form:
Free verse
GOODBYE
Goodbye to all the sins I saved
and enter anew but more depraved
Transgress against love for it will not cure
My enmity of the pure of heart
My slumber will consist of themes
of wanton desire beyond the elms
with no regard of the aftermath
And generate fault until it abates
to greet the world with a heavenly glow
A fresh new feeling as new laid snow
Then it will be time to say Hello
Categories:
elms, introspection,
Form:
Free verse
Fear arises when shadows invade the tall elms,
warblers went to rest...my robin refuses to sing;
stillness's a wish for dreamers living out
a stupendous night!
Beauty's seen in the distant stars that flicker,
and astonished, I am overwhelmed with joy;
lovers seek silence when darkness brings on
a stupendous night!
Written by Andrew Crisci
for Craig Cornish's contest,
" Sapphic Stanza "
Categories:
elms, mystery, nature,
Form:
Sapphic stanza
She took a little walk because her date was late
The woods always put her into a great mood
Today was no exception, she felt cherished by the oaks.
Strong elms, verdent moss, purple violets, uplifted her.
Streams of sunlight flowed over her shoulders
She felt loved, beloved, wanted, she felt one with the woods.
She heard her date yelling for her. Should she go?
Or stay here and possibly have a much better time.
Categories:
elms, tree,
Form:
I do not know?
A kiss of midnight bliss
Holding hands as dawn dawning
Must be encouraging must be from above
True feeling of love
And embrace of afternoon Fair
Sunlight touching my forehead
Beautiful surroundings embracing me
Evening comes must be love
Elms embrace me
Sycamores adore
Apple pie eyes to see the rainbows in the skies
This is some of the true feelings of love
1/15/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2022
Categories:
elms, appreciation, beautiful,
Form:
Lyric
She is furious; I feel her fury.
Taste her anger; my eyes open from sound slumber.
BANG!
Storm’s loudest cymbal.
I smile, picturing trees lying flat in a straight line
Maybe oaks, genuflecting to her power.
I will come back as a storm.
I will be furious.
I feel and taste my fury,
I am maniacal and mad.
Oaks and elms will lie flat, amazed at my swiftness.
BAM!
I smile, loving her strength.
I hear rain
Gentling her
My eyes close.
Categories:
elms, storm,
Form:
Free verse
The wind speaks,
In whispers low,
Amongst the leaves,
That tremble so,
And near the oak,
That proudly stands,
To welcome all,
With cordial hands,
To the garden;
Where ivy crawls,
Down the elms,
In waterfalls.
And to the meadow;
Where melodious fruit,
Sway along,
To the shepherds flute;
Whose golden wind,
Will never die,
For with its breath,
All comes alive...
Categories:
elms, nature
Form:
Verse